An old cowhand came riding into town on a hot, dry, dusty day.
The local sheriff watched from his chair in front of the saloon as the cowboy wearily dismounted and tied his horse to the rail a few feet in front of the sheriff.
"Howdy, Stranger" greeted the sheriff.
"Howdy, Sheriff", returned the cowpoke.
The cowboy then moved slowly to the back of the horse, lifted the horse's tail and placed a big kiss on the horse's ass.
He dropped the horse's tail, stepped up on the walk, and headed straight toward the swinging doors of the saloon.
"Hold on there, Mister", said the Sheriff, "Did I just see what I think I saw?"
"Reckon you did, Sheriff, 'cause I got me some powerful chapped lips", the cowboy replied.
"And does that cure them?" the Sheriff asked.
The cowboy turned back toward the saloon and without missing a beat explained, "Nope, but it sure keeps me from lickin''em!"
